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[**[Verse 1]** Quiet rage, jaw locked like a MAC-10 Flip one page, same snake shit again Swore you were clean, but the dirt rolled in Now the door got scars where your lies been I kept my voice low, let the whole room chill Your coat on the chair, cheap wine on the sill No tears, no scene, ain't begging you to stay Threw your shit by the door, told you clear the way **[Chorus]** Kick that trouble to the curb tonight Cut that dead weight loose, let it rot outside You can call, you can cuss, throw dirt on my name But I ain't taking back the same damn pain **[Verse 2]** All them late-night creeps with your half-ass stories Same slick grin, chasing backstreet glory I held shit down while you crossed that line Now the deadbolt clicks, and your ass ain't mine Keep your keys, keep your lies, keep that two-faced spin I ain't cleaning your dirt just to drag you back in Quiet rage, fists tight, cold steel eyes Don't need one more word, let the silence say goodbye **[Chorus]** Kick that trouble to the curb tonight Cut that dead weight loose, let it rot outside You can call, you can cuss, throw dirt on my name But I ain't taking back the same damn pain **[Outro]** Page ripped. Lock clicked. Get gone. That's it.